This story, and the one's that follow, have
a grain of real life experiences in them, but I've elaborated on them significanty so they really are little more than
fiction. But I hope you enjoy reading
them.

The usual warnings apply.
This story involves sex between consenting
adults. If you're not over 18 or it is
illegal to read this where you live, then please do not continue any
further. You have been warned.

Fisting. The word alone seems to instantly divide gay men into two
camps. Those who do or
are interested and those who don't.
Some simply aren't interested and leave it at that.
But others take a highly negative and
critical view of those who do. I'm not
sure how or why this attitude came about but I suspect it is due to a view of
fisting as inherently linked with an image of big hairy men in leather who
swear, curse and spit at each other.
Hands are rammed in arses in scenes that are almost bordering on
psychotic. I've been fisted many times
and none of my experiences fit with those I've seen on screen. This is my
story.

Firstly a little about
myself.
I'm in my early 40s. I'm white, slim build, with a little chest hair
which I usually shave off. I work out
several times a week, a mixture of cardio and weights.
I'm lean but not thin. I have some muscles
but no-one would call me muscular. My cock is cut and an average six
inches. I'm average height, about 5'7".
I have relatively small hands although I
didn't see how advantageous that would be if one got into fisting.

I'm not entirely sure how my interest in
fisting began. I knew what fisting was,
but the one time I had seen it on a video, it seemed so extreme and the actors
so unlike myself, that it never seemed an option worth exploring.

When I was in my late 30s, my boyfriend at
the time and I enjoyed using dildos. One was at the upper end of the human
spectrum but none were outrageously enormous.
Given we were both versatile and loved to switch roles, especially with
dildos, we always douched as it made for some lengthy and fun sessions.

It all began during one session about five
years ago. He'd already fucked me with
his 7" uncut dick and I was now fucking Ed with a mid-sized dildo.
Ed was also white, and a similar age, but was
little taller and stockier. He had a bit
of hair on his chest, but nothing extreme. I was lying
next to him, facing him, my right hand between his legs and moving the dildo in
and out of his arse. We were kissing passionately, our tongues dancing in each
other's mouth, as I fucked him.

His arse had really loosened up and he just
writhed in ecstasy when I would pull the dildo almost completely out and then
push it back in. Sometimes, I would
tease his hole with the tip of the dildo, he arse lips almost pouting to get it
back in and then, just as suddenly, shove it back in.

After quite a while, I pulled the dildo out
and set it aside and gently caressed his hole with my fingers.

"You want me to finger your arse
babe?"

"Oh yeah," he replied.
"Play with my hole."

I started teasing his hole and his arse
with my fingers. This wasn't really
unusual either as we'd finger fucked each other many times, although never with
more than three fingers.

It's one of the quirks of nature that if
you've had your arse stretched and you put something much smaller in, like a
finger, the arse forms back around it, but not tightly.
The sensations for the guy being fingered
are always delightful.

"Oh Jim, that's fantastic," he
gasped as my middle finger effortlessly slid in and out of his arse.

I began feeling inside him, enjoying the
warmth and softness of his rectum. I
quickly found his prostate gland and gave it a good massage.
"Oh man, that's so good," he
sighed. He was writhing about, enjoying the sensations emanating from his arse.
Soon the solitary finger was joined by a second and then a third.

I kept probing his hole with my fingers and
he urged me to push harder and faster. I
don't know why, but I added in my little finger to the three others already
stretching his hole. The addition of the extra finger caused his eyes widen and
his head arched back. "Oh, yeah,
stretch my hole," he said with a lusty grin on his face.

"You like your hole stretched
boy?" I said with a smirk. We'd
been together for a while and such silly fantasy talk was common in our sex
life.

"Oh yeah, my arse is yours.
Give me more."

And more was what he got as I added my
thumb to the mix.

"Oh fuck man that's fantastic."

But instead of the vigorous finger fucking
of before, I slowed down the pace and just applied more pressure, going a
little deeper every time.

Ed was really getting into it.
When he urged me to put lube on my hand, and
took a couple of good snorts of poppers, I knew we had both crossed the line
from finger fucking to fisting.

My hand kept moving in.
I had just about reached the widest point
when Ed suddenly looked worried.

"Are you ok, babe?
Do you want me to stop?"

"I'm not sure.
It feels so intense.
I'm just not sure it will go."

"Take some really deep hits of the
poppers, let go of your dick and just relax."

Neither of us realised it at the time, but
that was the key. Because Ed was still
stroking his cock, he was unconsciously tightening his hole.

I eased up just slightly, poured heaps more
lube on my hand while he took a deep snort in each nostril and let go of his
dick. I resumed the pressure and quickly
reached the widest point again.

Ed unconsciously started tensing
again. When he realised this he relaxed,
breathed out slowly and that's when it happened.
My hand slid inside.
His arse lips were now around my wrist.

He then looked worried.
"Oh Jim, I can't take it, you need to
pull it out." He was beginning to
panic.

"Just relax sweetie, you'll be
ok. I'm not going to make any sudden
moves."

He calmed down and I began to slowly move
my hand inside him, forming a fist. The
waves of sensations were soon driving Ed nuts.
At times he was almost babbling, he was enjoying
himself so much. "Oh, fuckin hell, Ed, seeing your arse stretched around my wrist
is so fuckin hot.
It's so soft and beautiful inside you."

Having my hand inside him was amazing.
I could sense his heart beating and felt his
pulse around my wrist. The texture of
the lining of his arse, was silky soft.
My fingers had never felt anything quite
like it before.

His dick, which had gone soft as I
initially entered him, was now as hard as wood.
He began stroking himself, his head rolling from side to side, as waves
of sensations cascaded over this body.
It didn't take long before heorgasmed again.
"Oh fuck Jim, I'm going to cum," he gasped.
"Go for it baby, shoot your load while
my hand is up your arse."

Those words pushed him over the edge and he
shot line after line of cum over his chest.
Jim had never been a strong cummer, usually
his cum almost dribbled out of his dick.
But this time, he not only kept cumming but
the force saw several shots land on his chest and one hit him on the lips,
which he eagerly lapped up. "Oh
man, oh fuck, oh wow," he cried, almost incomprehensibly.

When he calmed down, he realised my hand
was still in his arse and he suddenly looked worried.
"Don't worry, honey.
Just stay relaxed and I'll slowly pull it out."

Watching his hole
stretch again as I pulled out was mind blowing.
"Oh man, that's amazing sight seeing your hole
stretch." No sooner than it was out
than I grabbed my cock and began stroking it, shooting a massive load all over
Ed's chest. He greedily scooped it up
and ate it all.

Exhausted, I lay down on top of him and we
began to passionately kiss again. After
a few minutes, I rolled off him and we lay side by side looking at each
other. We were both smiling so
much.

"I love you so much Jim," Ed
said. "It was just so amazing, nothing has made me feel like that before.
I can't wait until I get my hand inside your
arse."

"Me too," I replied, although
secretly I wasn't so sure. My hands were
relatively small - Ed's were massive by comparison.
It had been an effort to get my hand inside
Ed - I couldn't imagine how his hand would ever get inside me.

But then the story of my first fist, is for another time.

Well, what did you think?
It's my first story.
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